Chapter 15 third quarter

The capital of Algeria - Algiers. White buildings stand on both sides of the street, no matter from which corner you look at it, it will form a very sharp contrast with the blue Mediterranean Sea. The clean and elegant buildings are row upon row, extending far to the top of the hill. The all-in-one architectural complex makes Algiers dubbed the "White City". Algiers is a city inhabited by many ethnic groups, located in North Africa, while the culture is dominated by the Mediterranean. August 25. Norino Ino disembarked at the port of Algiers. He is alone. Zhongxiang Guangqiu was admitted to a hospital in Paris.According to the doctor, his disease needs more than 20 days of treatment to recover.

Yi Neng is relieved this time, and can no longer cooperate with Zhongxiang.Uncharacteristically, the flames of madness contained in Nakagoto's body are too strong, he is a madman who does not hesitate to destroy himself. Yi Neng left Nakago and came to Algiers alone. There was no clear goal ahead, which made him feel very at a loss. —— Eagle Crows Tropic of Cancer. This is what Zhu Yenengzi said on the phone. So Yi Neng planned to walk around the Tropic of Cancer before talking about it. Culemens Georquet never showed up after escaping from the castle of Losche. It was the crab fishermen who discovered the fire in the castle and reported it to the Marseille police station. The police sent a helicopter to rescue the blocked. Yi Neng and Zhongxiang in the sea of ​​fire, and some white slaves.

The police department searched the Culemens company. However, this company is actually an empty house that has been sorted out, but the servants who don't know the truth go to work as usual in a daze.The French Police Headquarters issued a warrant for the arrest of Culemens-Gaiolquet throughout the country.And entrusted the International Criminal Police to provide assistance. Since it became clear that Culemens was the leader of the human trafficker organization in France, the police authorities took active actions. However, Clemens was at large and hidden in the shadows. Yi Neng lost the target of pursuit.

From Zurich, Switzerland, to Paris, France, all the clues related to the human trafficker organization were interrupted. According to the information provided by Yineng and Nakago, when the police in Milan arrived at Carlo Campana's residence, all they got was a bloody corpse. Campana was killed by his accomplices.Then, it is worthless for Yi Neng to go back to Milan. Where to find the human trafficker organization, I have no clue. Yi Neng crossed the sea and came to Algiers, intending to rent a jeep and drive to the Tropic of Cancer to check. Maybe the hiding place of Culemens, or the headquarters of the eagle is somewhere in the Tropic of Cancer, and he was kidnapped from all over Europe. Ninety-nine percent of the sex slaves in China are sold to countries in the Middle East.

The Tropic of Cancer is located at 23 degrees 27 minutes north latitude, crossing the earth and passing through the Sahara Desert.Starting from Algiers, it is about 2,000 kilometers to get there, which is a journey full of hardships.There is only one decent road along the northern Mediterranean to the north of the Atlas Mountains, otherwise, the only way to drive is in the desert.And the farther the car gas station is, the less it will be. Even if there is gasoline for sale in any oasis, it must be limited. Once it catches up with the shortage, it may have to wait for more than ten days. Therefore, once you step into the Sahara Desert, life and death are unpredictable.

He stayed overnight in Algiers.It was a very cheap hotel.Facing a dark street, the narrow stone road stretched forward like a labyrinth. There is a theater called Pepe El Mobay nearby, and further on, the white triangular castle built on the top of the rock is said to be the residence of the Governor of Algiers.But now Yi Neng is not interested in movies or ancient buildings, so he knows nothing about it. In the local Japanese embassy, ​​Ineng introduced some information about the search for the prime minister's daughter to the embassy officials, and asked for a jeep to be lent. At dusk, the helpless Yi Neng wandered to the harbor.

He sat on the shallow bridge, looking out at the dark and still sea. The dark green sea water was turbid, with a layer of oil floating on it, Yi Neng looked at it absent-mindedly. A tall man approached him. With a beard on his face, he leaned forward and asked Yi Neng, "Hey, buddy, are you Chinese?" Yi Neng shook his head. The man introduced himself again as Stab Carr, who was born in England.Yi Neng still didn't respond. "Where are you going?" "Not going anywhere." "Are you familiar with Algiers?" "First time here." "To be honest, I have no money. I was a sailor, but the bastard ship owner threw me away. If you will pay the guide fee, I can do my best."

"Didn't I say, I'm not going anywhere!" "No, I don't believe it. You must be going somewhere. If necessary, I can introduce a woman for you. How about a fee of twenty dollars? You must be Japanese, and you must be rich!" Being pestered to such an extent, Yi Neng even forgot to be angry. Stab can be a real grind.He looked really poor at the age of 10, so poor that he didn't even have money for food and accommodation. "Do you know the Sahara Desert?" Yi Neng handed him a cigarette and asked. "I have never been there, but I know, do I really want to go there? I also like the desert very much, but it's a bit boring to be in that empty and deserted place. people who can live in a place."

Stab babbled on about his preferences.Yi Neng interrupted him and said: "Dazheng is what I like, but I said Stab, I have something to say first, I can't afford to pay too much wages." "Just enough to feed me." Stab's wish was granted, and looked pleased. On the morning of the third day, Inon and Steb set out from Algiers.It was a British-made split-top jeep, and behind it was pulling a small trailer full of food, gasoline and water. Steb drove the car towards the Northern Circuit. After driving for a while, I saw a Japanese-made patrol car trailing behind.On it sat two Arabs.It is difficult to guess whether it is a conscious follow-up, or a coincidence that they are on the same road.

Yi Neng remembered that last night in the restaurant, when he was discussing the action plan with Stab, he seemed to have seen these two people. As expected.Before coming to Algeria, Yi Neng had envisioned that if Clemens fled to the Tropic of Cancer, then a certain office would inevitably be set up near Algiers.Marseille was the port where white slaves were shipped out, and across the Mediterranean Sea, on the other side was Algiers, the largest port in North Africa. It is impossible for the organization not to guard against Yi Neng and Zhongxiang. No sooner had they arrived in Algiers than they would be tipped off.

Stab held the steering wheel in his hands and chewed his gum with relish. Be wary of Stab too, don't trust him completely.Maybe he was sent by the human trafficker organization. The car has been driving south, and the road under the foot passes through Constantine, Batna, and ends in Turgurt.Going forward from there, you can only follow the route traveled by those commercial transport teams. Thugurt is about 1,500 kilometers away from the Tropic of Cancer, crossing the Eastern Great Desert and Tadai Mele Plateau, to enter the Sahara. Driving at normal speed, this section of the road will take ten days. Assuming you lose your way, you may not be able to reach your destination even if you turn around in the endless desert for several months. The first night after departure was spent in Constantine, and we set off again at dawn the next day. Algeria is a desert country.The total area of ​​the country is 2.4 million square kilometers, and the Sahara Desert occupies 2.02 million square kilometers.The temperature difference between day and night is huge. When the wind blows, the rolled up sand and stones whip on the skin, which hurts like needle pricks. Although I have made full mental preparations before leaving, the hardships of the journey still make Yi Neng eat enough It's a pain, the temperature is usually as high as forty degrees, it's no wonder it doesn't burn people.Even Stab wasn't kidding enough, turning the wheel mechanically. After the trailing car passed Constantine, it disappeared automatically. At noon, when he arrived in Batna, Yi Neng decided to rest here.He was going to sleep during the day and travel at night, which seemed to be what Staub expected. The two found a hotel exhausted, and without a word, they fell on the bed. After the sun went down, we set off from Butner. It was midnight when we passed Biskra. The city is located in the eastern part of the Atlas Mountains. The car ran for a long time against the stars and the moon. Yi Neng felt a little hungry, so he stopped the car. Stab gathered some dry sticks and lit a bonfire.The staple food is bread, canned food, plus a glass of brandy for each person. Yi Neng held up the glass and sipped it in small sips. Through the crystal wine glass, he leisurely thought of Zhongxiang Guangqiu.If the Stable in front of him was replaced by Zhongxiang, he would never follow him to this ghost place to suffer, unless he brought a bottle of whiskey, otherwise he would not move. But in the Sahara desert, gasoline and water are more precious than gold, and there is no spare space in the small trailer to install his lifeblood-whiskey.Night, quiet. Not a single passing vehicle could be seen on the road. "Hey, you've entered the desert since Turgurt, are you still going to follow me?" Yineng asked. "Of course I have to go with you. Whether it's the desert or the sea, it's too dull, but it's the same wherever I am." "Aren't you going back to England?" "No, I went bankrupt after the ship sank, and I was charged with smuggling. The police in Marseilles were chasing me. I couldn't help it. I jumped into the sea and escaped, and climbed onto a Greek cargo ship. That's how I worked on that ship for seven months, and who would have thought that Algiers would dump me." "Oh……" "what is your job?" "I'm a detective." "What are you investigating?" "Looking for a Japanese woman." "Why not look for it at the port?" "No, you don't know the specifics." "In the ports along the Mediterranean Sea, there are women from all over the world who bought them. There are so many of them. Isn't it easy to find them in those places? How can you be sure that she must be in the Sahara Desert?" Yi Neng raised his head, squinted his eyes that were sore from the sun, looked at Stab and asked: "Have you heard of the vulture on the Tropic of Cancer?" "No." Stab shook his thick neck. "yes?" Burning dry branches crackled, and little sparks flew in all directions. Suddenly there was gunfire from far away, like a cannonball. "There's a fight over there." Yi Neng said to himself. "Couldn't have been the robbers?" said Stabe, motionless. "Are there gangs of robbers here?" "It's hard to say, no matter which country there are criminal activities of robbery, murder, smuggling and human trafficking." "Indeed, let's go." Yi Neng put out the bonfire with his feet. It was Steb driving again. "Do you have a gun?" "With a pistol." Before departure, Yi Neng asked the embassy to prepare for him a pistol with an infrared sight for shooting at night. "I only have a pocket knife." "Don't worry, there will always be a way to deal with them." "Ah, that's great!" The split-top jeep was running normally, and it was running fast. Accidentally, I found the wreckage of a scrapped car on the wrong lane opposite, with discarded parts scattered around.This cold and suspenseful scene affected Yi Neng's thoughts, and the terrifying and cruel scenes of crossing the vast desert immediately appeared in his mind. Another thirty minutes of driving. Still not a single car was encountered. "Hey! Stop!" Yi Neng suddenly saw a person standing in the middle of the road directly ahead, waving desperately, asking to stop.Oh, and a woman, veiled. The car came to a screeching halt. "Attention, there may be an ambush." Stab held the steering wheel tightly, watching closely ahead. Yi Neng Yao got off the car. "Help me! Help me!" the woman shouted in English. "What happened?" "Someone is chasing me, please take me to the police station." "Got it, get in the car!" In the dark night, Yi Neng could only see a pair of pleading eyes from under the woman's veil, and he couldn't figure out for a moment whether she was acting or had some intentions.Gunshots rang out again in the distance, she couldn't be left alone in the wilderness, right? Yi Neng opened the car door and let her sit in the back seat. "Reverse the car quickly, it's dangerous over there." "Why?" Yi Neng mumbled. "They are looking for me... don't talk about this, it's better to send me to the police station as soon as possible, the sooner the better, please!" "Going further is Turgurt, take you to the police station there." "No, no! The police in Turgurt can't do it!" "..." "What country is this?" "Algeria." Yi Neng took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth. "Is this far from the capital, Algiers?" the woman asked timidly. "It's far, we just came from there!" "What is the nearest city?..." "Tugurt." Having said that, Yi Neng lit a cigarette with a lighter. "you--?" The woman suddenly switched to Japanese and screamed. She saw Yi Neng's face in the rear view mirror by the light of the fire. "Are you Japanese?!" "You guessed right!" Yi Neng turned his head away. The woman took off her veil.